“Oh, ‘twas wondrous grace that brought Thee
From the glory there on high.
And ‘twas wondrous love that led Thee
Thus to stoop, to bleed and die;
Thou west e’en from everlasting.
E’er the worlds were brought to light,
Ever dwelling with Thy Father,
As His own supreme delight.
Now in life and resurrection
Thou hast link’d us up with Thee,
Standing ‘twixt the cross and glory,
Gladly we remember Thee.
Death and judgment gone forever,
Glory is our portion now,
And, in spirit there already,
We before Thy face would bow.”